Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were two

"Ah --"

palm brought her back to

face crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

by Brody forcibly. "Don't

coldly, frowning.

order to take the pieces out, he

Would hurt.

of Tracy, and

bear to see her

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew

almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her palm.

she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by Brody.

while, the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

won't cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

spat out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly,

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this

Tracy was much more stubborn than

"No --"

her

at him coldly, "Brody,

looked at

seemed that he remembered what he was

pulled her to a

me to care about you? How

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed on her hand.

you

continued to threaten.

it hurt so much and the bleeding

so dizzy as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

when he saw the wound.

pain flashed through her

that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to the

Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her own

feel painful, you can

down at her. Then he

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her palm.

the dagger intending to be stabbed into her

kind of fear rose from

was also because her own thought was making trouble.

it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the

"Hmm --"

knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream,

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

of liquid dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

whether it was

hand held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he

easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried

her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole

did feel the knife

of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the chair

the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into

lips were cut and bleeding.

several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

do anything